Parkside Dairy Farm

    The farm at 200 Dutcher Street started as simply a small home farm of very little
    acreage. My grandparents, J. Charles and Nettie M. Henry bought the land from
    grandpa's uncle, John S. Mead of Milford and in 1895 built a house and barn. There
    they lived with their three children, Ruth, Willard and Norman (my Dad), Grandma's
    mother, Sarah Olira Cummings and cousin Anna Chapin. They had one or two cows
    and a horse for their personal use.

    Dad went to UNH for a two-year agricultural course and graduated in 1911 or '12, I
    think. However, I don't know how much farming he did until after World War I. He was in
    the army. After that he worked at the YMCA in Brockton, Mass. It was there he met my

    Ill health brought Dad back to Hopedale in about 1921. It was then he built a
    greenhouse and started a nursery/truck farm business. After several years plus the
    arrival of three children, he moved from growing plants to developing a dairy farm. He
    enlarged the barn and had a herd of twelve to eighteen or so cows and established a
    milk route in Hopedale and Milford.

    There were a few small farms in South Hopedale, such as Pete Gaskill's, now the site of
    Rosenfeld's Sand & Gravel and Wilcox's, not far from the Green Store, but in Hopedale
    we were the only farm in the factory town.

    Sometime in the late 1930s, the task of delivering milk fell to Richard, Muriel and Phyllis.
    Richard drove our little red pick-up truck every day while the girls alternated weeks.. I
    well remember those years. Talk about service!! There was one house where I had to
    put the milk in the refrigerator, and there were some where the bottles were taken into
    the house. We had to coast down the hill on Dennett Street because the noise of the
    truck and bottles disturbed someone's sleep. We would start around six and get back
    just in time for breakfast. Then Dad drove us to high school. As we went down the street
    we picked up 10, 12 + kids who were hoping we'd come along. Many times the last bell
    was ringing as we arrived.

    My parents anniversary was the same as my aunt and uncle's - August 1. Every year
    we'd celebrate with a picnic in the Parklands. There would be about seven or eight
    adults and a dozen or so children. My father would pick different places for the picnic. I
    remember one being at Maroney's Grove, and one year my father borrowed a rowboat
    and we had our celebration at Fisherman's Island.

    When Richard graduated and went on to a two-year course at Stockbridge, Dad drove
    the truck and we girls delivered. Then I graduated and Charles and Phillis delivered.
    After Phil left, it was up to Dad and Charles.

    Haying was a big part of summer. We all pitched. For many years Dad, Grandpa and
    the hired man, Linwood or Elmer Hammond - later Freemie or Lowell Hammond and still
    later, Bob Hammond, scythed and later cut with an iron wheeled tractor, did the mowing,
    teddering, raking and bringing in the hay. My job was to build the load so it wouldn't all
    slide off. Some of the fields we hayed were in Upton but the main hayfield was across
    the road at George Schultz's. It went right up to Route 140. Our pastures went behind
    the barn and house, right down to the Parklands. Dad rented land next to our house,
    down to the Driftway. He bought the land including the Driftway that went as far as what
    was then Millers, then Kalpagians. This also went back to the Parklands. The pastures
    were curtailed when Draper Corporation sold house lots to Tommy Eckles, John
    Ackerley and Otis Rose. Drapers had rented this to us for years.

    By now Wayne Patenaude was working after school at the farm. Eventually he lived
    there too. At about 5 P.M. it was time to bring the cows in for milking. They were often
    right at the gate waiting, but sometimes one or two of us kids would have to go looking
    for some laggards. Sometimes we'd find a cow that had just calved. In good weather,
    mothers would bring toddlers or little kids in strollers to see the cows come home.

    Another attraction was a huge chestnut tree that grew near the road but inside the
    fence of the calf pasture. When the chestnuts started to fall, all the kids in the
    neighborhood would show up to pick them up. Dad had some rules. 1. You can't climb
    on the fence or get into the pasture. 2. You can't climb the tree. 3. You can't shake or
    try to hit the branches.

    Things changed after World War II. In the fall of 1941, Richard went to Stockbridge
    where he studied poultry. I think in his second year he did a work-study at Mayo's Duck
    Farm in Orleans. He then joined the Air Force. After the war, he came back to Hopedale
    where his interest was poultry, not cows.

    In 1946, Dad sold the milk route to Arnold VanderSluis of Mendon and the milk we
    produced was sold to Lowell's. Richard started his poultry and egg business. He, with
    the help of Gilbert Beal and Charles, still in high school, had a chicken range down
    back, but built a 4-story hen house where a small apple orchard had been. Capons
    were his specialty. Up near the road he installed his Egg-o-mat, the first of its kind in the
    area. I was married and away by this time so I don't remember many of the details. I
    remember the egg candler in the cellar that kept my folks busy. On Fridays, sometimes
    Thursday too, things were hectic; killing, de-feathering and cleaning chickens and
    capons ordered for the weekend. This phase ended in about 1957 when Richard
    stopped this and raised chickens on contract for a big poultry business. Farming was
    over for the Henrys. My parents moved to Mendon. Richard became a CPA and moved
    to Westminster. Bill and Claire Larson bought the farm and it became their private
    home. Muriel E. Tinkham, July 24, 2005

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    The Henry house is at the center of this 2010 satellite view. Most of
    this area and more was once part of the Parkside Farm.

    Muriel Henry Tinkham, Age 94

    Springfield, New Hampshire

    Muriel (Henry) Tinkham, 94, formerly of Philbrick Hill Road, died Tuesday, May 21, 2019 at Lebanon Center

    She was born in Milford, MA on December 28, 1924 the daughter of Norman S. and Marjorie E. (Ouderkirk)
    Henry. She graduated from Hopedale, MA High School and then from Bates College, Lewiston, ME magna
    cum laude in 1947. Muriel was a member of two honor societies-Phi Beta Kappa and Phi Sigma Iota. In 1948
    she married Wesley L. Tinkham.

    She had been a high school teacher teaching in Wrentham, MA, Nipmuc Regional High School in
    Mendon/Upton and Shrewsbury, MA High School retiring in 1980. She had lived in Westboro, MA for 13
    years and was on the board of directors of Inman Rehabilitation Center while there.

    Church was important to Muriel and she was active in churches where she lived including Upton, MA,
    Hopedale, MA and Westboro, MA. She moved to Springfield, NH in 1980 and was a member of The First
    Baptist Church of New London, the Baptist Women's Fellowship and former treasurer, and one of the only
    remaining members of the Women' s Mission Circle. Active in civic affairs, Muriel helped organize the
    Springfield Historical Museum, the pictorial directory for the Museum and had been a trustee at the Libby
    Cass Library. For many years she was an active tutor in the GED program working through the Newport
    Office. She had also been on the Board of Directors at Lake Sunapee Region Visiting Nurse Association.
    Muriel enjoyed handwork including crewel and counted cross stitch, gardening and reading. She and her
    late husband, Wesley L. Tinkham who died in 2007, enjoyed traveling together.

    Members of her family surviving include two sons and their wives, David W. and Mary Tinkham of West
    Lebanon, NH and James L. and Rhonda Tinkham of Springfield, NH; seven grandchildren, Andrew, Marc,
    Kathryn, Amber, Sara, Tamara and Jonathan; ten great grandchildren; one great great granddaughter; one
    brother, Charles E. Henry of Washington, PA; nieces and nephews.

    A graveside service will be held on Wednesday, May 29, 2019 at 11:00 A.M. in Pleasant View Cemetery,
    Springfield, NH. A memorial service will be held on Monday, July 15, 2019 at 11:00 A.M. at The First Baptist
    Church, 461 Main Street, New London, NH.

    In lieu of flowers memorial contributions may be made to The First Baptist Church, P.O. Box 336, New
    London, NH 03257 or Lake Sunapee Region Visiting Nurse Association, P.O. Box 2209, New London, NH
    03257.  Worcester Telegram & Gazette, May 26, 2019

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